Page 81 of Prickly Romance


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I am stunned by the relief I feel. What does it matter if Dejonae called another man at midnight? Why do I care if she and her sister discuss prospects other than me?

“By the way, why didn’t you tell me you were listening?” She scowls.

“You seemed so deep in conversation. I didn’t dare interrupt you.”

“You should have hung up at least. That was a private conversation.”

“So I am to blame?” My lips twitch.

“I didn’t say that.” She rolls her eyes. “I just don’t understand why you listened in. You were practically spying on us!”

“Spying would mean that I intentionally left some kind of device in your room to overhear you. I did not.” I slide my fingers across the track pad. “You are the one who called me. I did not force you to keep the phone on.”

“You shouldn’t have heard us,” she says again. “That conversation wasn’t for you.”

“There is no going back, Miss Williams.”

Her eyebrows form a deep V. “You are insufferable.”

I blink, turn and study her. “You are inestimably bold for someone who was caught badmouthing the boss.”

She makes an exasperated sound. “Fine. I did discuss you last night with my sister in the privacy of my own home, but it’s not that serious. So can you forget it ever happened?”

“The perpetrator is not the one who should be making demands,” I point out.

“We both know you have better things to do than worry about employee gossip. Perhaps you could start scratching things off your ‘evil billionaire to-do list’.”

My chest boils with amusement. I don a thoughtful expression and rub my chin. “Is ‘Evil Billionaire’ better or worse than ‘Rude, Know-it-all Grinch?”

Her eyelashes flutter. If she were of a lighter complexion, red would be staining her cheeks.

I type her name into the company’s log system. “News of my divorce is readily available if you look. This is not a secret.”

She holds her breath when I turn my face to hers. I am close enough to see the moles on her skin. Close enough to brush my lips against her own.

“You hung up before I was ready, Miss Williams,” I inform her. “Since I am not your type, I was waiting to hear what was.”

Her nostrils flare.

I hit enter and straighten.

The tension between us is too thick. Like a child with a lighter, it is only a matter of time before it catches a curtain or a gas tank and explodes.

I slide a hand into my pocket and saunter around the desk, needing that space between us. Dejonae clears her throat, not quite meeting my eyes.

“I’ve given you access to the company portal. Prepare to accompany me downstairs in an hour. I will introduce you to the teaching staff.”

I turn away.

She shoots to her feet. Her chair skitters back. “Mr. Sazuki.”

I face her calmly.

Her eyes crash into mine with a surprising amount of boldness. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have talked about you or your relationship with my sister. From now on, I’ll keep my work and my personal life separate. I’ll make sure my sister does too. For Niko’s sake, I don’t want any misunderstandings.”

My smile melts when I absorb her words.

I feel the wall she is building between us.

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